eye REMEMBER the fight....

eye gave some folks the first leg of my life tour this morning....  showing them the place on moss rock....  the place our family was TORMENTED by evil little shits....

rocks in our window....  rape....  hangings....  and....  whatever else eye did not observe....

eye remember the fight....  and....  forget the pain....

which is why eye am NOT fucked up right now....  and....  my older brother is....

when we were young....  before my fifth birthday....  eye was raped by two bitches....  and....  my brother was nearly hung....  some boys down the street tried to hang him....

eye remember the fight....  eye have forgotten the pain....  eye have a special heart....  that erases certain tramas....  which is why eye do not remember my brother beating the shit out of me either....  which has allowed me to become strong....  despite my childhood....  despite the abuse....  despite a non-protective father....

my brother....  on the other hand....  remembers the fight....  AND....  he remembers the pain....  AND....  he cannot forgive our father....  for NOT protecting him....  for NOT punishing his abusers....  which is why....  he became a rebellious child....  lashing out....  doing drugs....  running away....

do NOT worry....  bitches....  eye REMEMBER the fight....  and....  eventually....  the long arm of the law....  will come after you....  justice WILL be served....